Ain't No Mountain High Enough.

The thought of someone as verbose as me at a loss for things to say, this lends more credence to the fact that things have been happening at a rate that's incredibly... unnatural. I really don't know what to make of it. Yes, I told myself that I'd finally stop asking why things are happening the way they are. I did. But then again, I just have to ask, barring any obvious answer I can think of right now: Why is my attempt at progressing through certain things holding me back being sabotaged?

For one, I'm going to try and look at this at a secular perspective and not place divine interference in the mix (FOR NOW).

There. Let's say this guy just went through a painful break with a girl he loved dearly. And still loves dearly to this day. Through the pain, he made a decision to be better. He tried to get to know other women. He expanded his horizons. Life still spiraled out of control for him, but when doesn't it, he asks.

Now, let's say this guy gets to know a girl with whom he just might've found the girl he's looking/waiting for. She's utterly amazing, special in her own way that trumps everything else that he sees. And then, just when things are getting better, the plug is pulled. The rug is pulled from underneath him. She says they can't see each other, for reasons that the guy is willing to understand. He's willing to accept the situation, but just at the lowest point of his life, the girl appears. And gives him hope to keep on going. For a few days, she's there. He thinks things are getting better. But then she leaves again.

Enter the previous girl. Nope, she didn't message him or text him or send him any kind of communication. It's him who always makes the first move, the one who sends the first message. He tried to ask her out for dinner, but she had another trip that she was committed to. He gladly accepts that. But during the day, he was able to talk to a common friend of his and the girl's, and said friend advised him to send his ex a letter detailing how much he still loved her. How much he was sorry for all the pain he caused. How much he missed her with all his heart.

He wrote the letter, sent it to her, she saw the letter. Still no reply though.

But that's the thing - he's been actively trying to move on from that part of his life for ages. Instead, he's being dragged back to the thought of her. He's growing close to some of her friends. He's always seeing things that remind him of her. Bullshit like that.

And now, he's confused.

What's he to do.